waiting game

C has yet to have her endoscopy: it may happen tomorrow, but probably Wednesday, with a view to getting her home on Friday. She is in reasonable good spirits, eating a bit, and is now in a much better ward with views of the sky and distant hills and a nice group of women.

Over the last few days, our friend Phil has given up his study leave and weekend to come down from Wales and ferry me around, which has allowed C to have a daily commune with her darling dog K in the car park: this was yesterday

apologies for the blurs: a few drops of moisture condensed on the lens